Friday, January 26, 2007

Homemade Quaker Oatmeal?

After spending $2.50 for 8 of those little packets, I'm on a quest to find out how to make my own mix. I love that my dh wants a healthier breakfast, but I know I can buy a whole container of oats for that price!

So I'm turning to you, friends. Has anyone done this themselves, and is willing to share the recipe and any tricks involved? (I was wondering if the sugar would settle and be a problem, etc...)

Guess I'll go try a google search too and see if anything shows up.

I also want to thank all of you for your kind thoughts and encouragement on my pregnancy. It is truly a miracle, and I'm just thankful for every day and every growing pain.

I must admit that I compromised on my commitment to using only second-hand clothing. Last night I went and looked through the maternity section, and they had some great things on sale. So I bought 3 tops for really, really cheap, and hope to use one to make a pattern and replicate more for myself. That was my justification anyhow!

Later, I'd like to take a poll from all of you who have used a sling for your baby, about which kind you found to be the best and most versatile. Next time, though.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

News

Ok...I can finally tell. Besides the fact that it's been crazy and hectic and I've been madly painting, there's another big reason why I haven't been blogging lately. (Thanks for the kind comments on my painting, btw.)

All my computer time lately has been spent in research. I usually do a lot of that anyway, but now I have a new topic: pregnancy!

This has been such a surprise...statistically a miracle in my book. I had "given up" this month and was very discouraged after two years of "trying"...and then found out New Year's Eve that I'm expecting! Even with all the extra stress and goings on...I'm just shaking my head.

So you wanna hear the story? It's kind of funny.

After our week visiting the family in FL we headed north to Gainsville to celebrate the New Year with friends. After eating out in town and walking about a bit, we headed home to the boonies. I happened to mention how weird I had been feeling the past few weeks...hungry but nauseous, without feeling like it was the flu, cold symptoms, etc... I was hoping that Bill, a nurse, could tell me it was some strange bug or something. Kim suggested we stop and get a pregnancy test just in case, which I was reticent to do since I hated to "waste" the money when I knew there was no way, and I had some really cheap tests at home.

Well, against my "better" judgement she turned a U-ey at the last pharmacy (they are way out in the country) and went in and got the test, with me nervous and shaking my head at the impossibility of it all.

So we got back to the house and I tried to stay casual and work up the gumption to go pee. The guys went out to start a fire, and I decided to go for it. (There was no way I was going to have everyone standing around outside the bathroom waiting on me! *lol* )

So the test line turns DARK really quick, and I'm sitting there waiting for the control line to show up, and it's not really there. So I go running in to Kim to see what she thinks, and as soon as she sees the dark test line she starts screaming, "You're pregnant!"

And then the fire alarm goes off above our heads. And the one in the living room, because she had started bruning some incense to make the house smell nice. So she's waving a towel around trying to get it to stop, and we're both yelling at each other, and the guys come running in the back door armed with the fire extinguisher.

So I'm trying to tell Aaron above the din, and show him the test, and we are just in shock. I'm crying, Kim's crying, we're all hugging each other...it was really great. I couldn't have chosen a better time and place with such great friends to find out. (I would have totally freaked out if I'd been home alone and took the test and had a BFP.)

So we stood around in a ltitle circle and they prayed for us...it was so neat. And then we went out around the bonfire in total shock and stupification. *lol* I kept trying to think of when I had my wisdom teeth out and when I took pain killer, etc...and how far along I could possibly be. SO WEIRD!!

And everything was suddenly explained. Heh. I'm glad to know what's wrong with me now. And so far so good...I'm sick and no spotting or anything.

And I talked to the local midwife who is really great and so experienced and professional, and when she talked about the home birth experience I amost cried, it sounded so beautiful and relaxing. I would go nuts in a hospital, worrying about all the crap they try to pull on you. She can do a lot more than I thought...IV's, breathing support for baby, pitocin if neccesary, the works. She has been birthing for almost 30 years, working in a hospital for 16, and in a Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. Her c-section rate is only 4%, and she's only had to take one baby to the hospital. She also can turn babies and deliver breech, and I'm very confident in her ability.

So in a few weeks she said we'll try to get a heartbeat. I'm so excited!

I guess I'm about week 8.



An ultrasound done at this stage should show a fluttering heartbeat. Elbows begin to form in the arms and fingers start to develop. The leg buds begin to show feet with tiny notches for the toes. The face continues to change as the ears, eyes and the tip of the nose appear. The intestines start to form in the umbilical cord. Teeth develop under the gums.

Friday, January 5, 2007

Quick Hello

Hopefuly in a few more weeks I'll have a bit of time for blogging. Between sickness, the holidays, painting, and trip to FL, things have been too crazy to really sit down and think about writing something.

In fact, I should be working on finishing a painting as I write, but I have been distracted lately and try as I might, picking up the paintbrush again after "vacation" is just SOOO hard!

Oh...I could include a pic of one that I finally finished before we left. I'm pretty pleased with it, though I had a hard time towards the end before I got those last red peppers in. It's really hard to mix colors in our front room. The lighting changes throughout the day, from day to day, and I guess I'm not skilled enough to deal with and compensate for it. As I progressed, I felt like the colors were too greyed down, but oh well. It's finished and I'll have to live with it now. The reds make it pop, so I'm happy.



Later on I'll post pics of my great grandmother's magnificent new house. It will probably be the only time in my life to see a house so grand. It made me happy that it's not mine, that we can strive to find a simpler life than that. Orlando is a crazy place, and I'm not at all sorry that we moved. The traffic is insane...it wears on your brain and your life all the time. I felt anxious the whole week when we were out...how to avoid traffic, get places faster, etc... I don't think it's healthy.

And now I'm rambling just to hear my head rattle. Toodles!